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Jillian here. Happy October! My fav time of year…except this year as we are still soooo hot. The temp is still in the 90s in the day and 80s at night. We keep getting told by the weather guessers (as … Continue reading
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Jillian here. Hope all is fall-ish where you are. Sadly, we’re still in the 90s and have a hurricane bearing down on the gulf coast of Florida. The good news for me is we seem to be at the outer … Continue reading
It happens every year. There’s simply no escaping it. You can’t run from it, hide from it, or even overlook it. Every September–like clockwork–it happens.
What is it? That time of year when summer ends and fall begins.
Don’t get me wrong. I enjoy all of the seasons. Each one brings about a creative resurgence that I absolutely love! Winter, with its stark beauty, beckons me outdoors and into the crisp evening air to wonder at all the exquisiteness of a fresh falling snow. Spring, with its rebirth of everything green and colorful, pulls me into the lushness of showers that result in bursts of vibrant flowers and carpets of green. Summer, with its endless azure skies, romances me with ocean sprays and huge golden moons lighting up paths in the sand. Autumn, with its brilliant grandeur, lures me into carefree times of yesterday when I played in the leaves, enjoyed hayrides, and carved pumpkins.
But there is something else that fall does–it comes with shorter days and less rays from the sun. This is without a doubt the one thing about fall I dislike. It’s dark when I rise and the darkness comes calling just a short time after I leave the office. Sigh. I love the cooler temperatures, but bemoan the fact there is less daylight to enjoy them.
There’s nothing I can do about it. It happens every single year. And I so very much look forward to those days when the daylight creeps into longer hours. Ah yes, that too happens every single year!
Until next time, may a lilting fall breeze lift your hair, caress your face, and gently blow through your mind to inspire you.
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Jillian here. I was supposed to blog yesterday but never thought about the date since it was Sunday. I’ve never really blogged on weekends so it slipped my mind that it was my day. Hope everyone is having a great … Continue reading
Jillian here. As you know, I recently went to visit my son in Rhode Island and while I was there, we spent a day in Salem, Mass. It was a lovely city and there’s an awesome memorial to the witches there in an old cemetery. The accused witches each have a bench with their name caved on it and some people leave tokens and gifts on the benches. One bench had a sweet note from a nine-time great-grandson who left some flowers and a card that said they were all fine and doing well. So neat.
As my son, daughter-in-law and I walked around, I spotted a tree that had been struck by lightning. I knew that was what happened as I have a tree in my yard that was struck during Hurricane Ivan in 2004 that has similar scarring. I took pictures of the tree and then walked to the other side and noticed a gravestone that seemed too close to the tree. Way too close.
As I was looking at it, a docent came over and told us the story about the young man, Caleb Pickman, (22 yrs old) buried there. He was killed by a lightning strike on July 4, 1737. The tree was small and intact when he was buried there. Over the years since then, it has been struck five times.
The third picture down shows the back of the grave and just how close the tree was to his resting spot. Poor guy couldn’t even get away from danger in death, could he?
I’ve got a lot of cool ideas on how to use this tree in stories. Does the tale or the setting inspire the writer in you?
So, anyone who tells you lightning never strikes twice in the same place is fibbing. 🙂
I popped over to write my post and see Laurie has had two weddings in her family this summer. While no one in my family is getting married any time soon, I am going to one in a couple of weeks.
I have a dear friend who is 29. She is from Pensacola but moved to Las Vegas when she graduated from college. I met her through my involvement with the Daughters of the American Revolution and she is adorable. Fun, witty and kind. I love her like she is my own. Her mother is also a friend but the daughter and I connected before I met her mom. I love, love that I have friends of all ages. Makes life much more interesting, doesn’t it?
At the bridal shower, which she flew home for, the bride’s mom and I were chatting and laughingly, she asked me if I was a notary. I said I was and that meant I could actually perform the marriage ceremony. I didn’t think anything else about it.
I got my invitation to the wedding and set it aside. It had RSVP on it but no hard date to do so. Fast forward a few weeks and I see the bride’s phone number pop up on my cell phone. I’m thinking I’m going to be castigated for not doing the RSVP thing. Not that she would ever call me on the carpet (!).
Nope, you guessed it. She was calling to ask me to do the honors of performing their ceremony. How awesome is that? This will be my fourth time as an officiant but it’s special every time I am asked. I’m thrilled to be part of the ceremony – but, and here’s the rub- I now have to shop in a hurry for something to wear as my planned dress would clash with the bridal party. Back row, that didn’t matter so much. Now it does. LOL
Wish me luck!! I hope to have some pics to share on my mid-month visit since it will be the Monday after the wedding. (oh and the pic here is my daughter-in-law on her and my son’s wedding day holding the perfume the spouse and I had given her for her birthday).
Jillian here. Wow. Another month turned over on the calendar last night and here we are entering the fourth quarter of a very speedily passing year. Cripes, before you know it, I’ll be having another birthday! Of course, I don’t mind them since I usually get gift cards to book stores! What could be better than that?
I have zero fall pictures because here in Florida, it hasn’t arrived yet weather-wise although we have actually had some evenings in the 60s and will have the 50s this weekend (that’s Fahrenheit for you guys over the pond)- this will be magnificent and I will wallow in it by going outside and flopping on the still-green grass.
When I was in Paris in August, it was in the 50s at night and I was really digging it. My son and I went on a Seine river cruise and the cool air was divine. As we waited for our boat to arrive, I was amazed at how many different craft were on the river- a lot of them were dining cruises. Here’s some shots of them since Kit wanted to see some more Paris pictures. How cool that I could segue my post with that, huh? LOL!
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